Prasanta Behera Blog

Mountain’s Journey (poem) The mountain stands emotionless watching the battle in its land the victor go home but the scar of death lingers to the end. The grounds soaked of blood and sweat the mountain is waiting for the rain to lay the rest. Victory pillars built rituals performed battlefield sanctified the mountain is glorified the victor lays the claim the deceased lay in vain but no on knows the mountain is strained. The mountain endures hunting between glory and pain. History will note the time and place the victorious king in this glorious place the fallen kings in this desolate place but what about the thousands of life lost in the battle in this empty space. The bodies have long gone the withered victory column stay still the flowers have bloomed but no  one knows the scars beneath the downhill. Long ago the battle of Mahabharata(*) was fought in the land the winners were Pandavas the losers were Kaurvas but what about t...

It is rare that one one gets a chance to make a spiritual journey alone from our busy life - at least it has not happened much to me in the last two decades, it was always a family trip (Note - I loved the family trips also  ... they are focused for family bonding). A week back, I got a chance to take few days off and just be alone, away from work, family and Trump news (to say the least).  I have been hiking /biking alone but  it is the same route ... the journey has to be somewhere new  ... somewhere you can do things impromptu and some risks. To me, nature is the best place to connect with onself. That's why monks have gone to Himalayas or to remote location such as Tiger Nest monastery in Bhutan to reflect. I have yet to find any spiritual journey when I go to temple or church. Whether you visit the Puri temple or Vatican church or Blue Mosque, the external factors such as history, art, architecture, legend and mystery attracts more than the spiritual reflection...